《Not Friends》Cozy homes.
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"I say it's a new house," I confidently stated. Tino laughed and shook his head. "A car or cars because they'd both be boys," he shrugged.
"Boys or girls, doc?" I turned to the lady.
"Congratulations! Two boys!" She excitedly announced and I found myself speeches.
Well damn. I lost.
"See, there's left side baby's little man and right side baby's little man. They seem really healthy, ten fingers, ten toes and I don't see anything like down-syndrome or autism. Congratulations, I'll go and get the pictures," with that she gave us alone time.
I hadn't said anything yet because I was speechless. I lost but I wasn't disappointed one bit. In fact, I found myself a lot more excited than they were boys.
"Harley," I turned to face Tino. He grabbed the tissues and wiped my stomach and helped me sit up.
"My baby boys," I let the sentence roll off my tongue. "We're having baby boys, Tino!" I yelled in triumphant.
I was happy. Ecstatic, elated. I didn't care that they weren't girls. I was just happier that they'd probably look like Tino and that they're healthy.
I rubbed my belly feeling so much love for my little boys.
My boys.
It was still new to my tongue but I loved it so much. I'm not very religious but I never forget to thank the Lord for the things that mean most to me.
People pray when in need of help. I pray when I'm thankful.
And I'm so thankful.
"You're not upset?" Tino gave me a weird look. "Upset? I'm elated, Tino," I give him a sweet kiss. "So, so happy," I whispered against his lips.
The door opened again and the doctor handed us an envelope with the ultrasound pictures.
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"Thank you so much," I said as we headed out through a different exit. We casually passed the paparazzi with my heads down and went unnoticed.
Getting into the car to the warmth I sighed in contentment.
"Now we go home," Tino says and I nod while absentmindedly rubbing my belly.
We drive in comfortable silence for a while until I break the silence.
"Can we have a gender-neutral colour for the nursery? I'm not a big fan of gender stereotypical colours," I muttered.
"Anything you want, Harley. As long as you're happy, I'm happy," he answered.
I looked out into the road and noticed that we're not taking a road that takes us to either his place or mine.
"I thought you said we're going home," I raised an eyebrow at him.
"We are," was all he said.
Ten minutes of driving on an unfamiliar path we pulled into a beautiful neighbourhood that had different sizes of houses. The houses were big but not huge. I loved the way they looked. They looked like the type of houses to raise a nice big or medium-sized family.
Tino turned to the house at the end of the street. The house looked like it was freshly built, strong and cozy.
The gate was big for security reasons but this neighbourhood looked really safe. The gate opened to a short driveway, unlike the ridiculously long driveway at Tino's house.
The house was all brick and quite classy looking despite its freshness. There was a big three-door garage on the right side of the house and on the left, there was a beautiful big front yard.
The yard already had children swings and a sandbox which were already covered in snow.
Tino parked the car near the front porch. He stepped out and opened my door for me. Helping me out he wrapped his arm around my waist.
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"Tino?" I looked at him with skepticism.
"Don't fret," was all he said. He took my hand and lead us to the front door. He then let go of my hand and reached into his pocket, pulling out a key.
I gasped when he unlocked the door but didn't open it.
"Tino," I breathed out.
"You said you wanted a big house that was cozy enough to accommodate our children. You also said you didn't like bought-off houses so I belt you a house. Not physically but I did my best to make it look like a house you'd want to grow old in," he explained and my heart swelled with so much love.
I hugged him tightly that he stumbled back a bit. "I love you, I love you, I love you!" I squealed.
Tino chuckled as I pulled myself from the embrace and opened the door.
"Surprise!"
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